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Postby crbrazil » Thu Oct 14, 2010 1:09 am

I was watching demolition man and talking dirty to a fan who likes my band
When I took a chance and called you up
You said you’d visit but you just don’t give a fuck
So I had to put you in your place and leave a look of shame upon your face
I stood accused fort he last two years. I got off
But I still miss you more than I ever did before you left your spores inside
Of my empty core. Our baby’s got your eyes and I miss you more tonight
Then you threw me up against the wall. The city shook to meet our mating call
All the anger and the pain poured forth. The act itself defied the
Blessed source
When you were finished, you were done with me
And you explained it wasn’t meant to be
I should have known it when you howled his name. You got off
But I still miss you more than I ever did before
When your gaze adorned the whore you left behind
You know I still know how much your love costs
You know when I peel back your layered lip gloss
You know I still know how to fuck your eyes cross’d
It’s your loss
was i born to sink into this couch

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